The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Logan arrived shortly with the chauffeur. Just like Sophia, he had gotten changed.

Sophia sized him up and remarked, “It’d be better if you could take off the golden chain on your neck.”

Logan slapped on the golden necklace and giggled. “Don’t you understand that this is a symbol of status?”

Sophia walked over and adjusted his collars. “Actually, you’re quite handsome. If you dress up nicely, you’ll look like a decent man from a rich family. Why do you always dress like a gangster?”

Staring at her, Logan stopped giggling and pressed his lips together. “You’re right.”

After they got into the car, Sophia wanted to take off her shoes and cross her legs, but she was restrained by the dress she was wearing.

Leaning against the seat, she asked, “Do you know which members of the Bailey Family are going?”

Logan mumbled, “I’m not sure whether Elder Mr. Bailey is coming, but I’m certain that Old Mr. Bailey will be there.”

Sophia nodded and fell into silence.

A while later, the car pulled up outside a luxurious-looking hotel in the city center.

Squinting her eyes, Sophia gazed out the car window and pursed her lips. “It must be expensive to have a meal here.”

really. This isn’t the most expensive

her lips together and got out

called out to

over and said, “Young Master Jefferson, please

and walked into the

main hall was golden and

Logan politely as

room, whereupon Logan pushed the door open

and the interior design was classy. Rather than a restaurant, it looked like a family

room. Sophia took a look

it was Mrs. Bailey who

with a laugh. “Oh well, all of you have

at Sophia and held her arm. “Please come in. Don’t be

Mr. Jefferson before, but she could recognize him immediately since there were not many people at the

Old Mr. Jefferson looked like a mature

young and serious-looking woman, who

stepped into the room, the expressions of

laughter, thinking that they must be cursing her secretly and wondering why

told her to take a

“Sis, I didn’t expect that you’d be here. I thought that our eldest

corner of her eye. “I’m surprised that a person like

an eyebrow. “Mrs. Constance? I’m surprised that you’re a

his car and pointed a pistol at me, demanding

Lady Jefferson burst into laughter. “You and my younger brother seem to be the same kind of

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